Stay in the woman's body for now

Written by Sir Beany

For a brief while, Aaron was growing slightly accustomed to the situation around himself, sitting down in the minivan and leaning his back against the seat, his eyes staring ahead as he took a breather from the strange, almost laughably comic-like story happening to him right now.

Almost laughably being the keyword.

Despite trying his hardest to ignore it, despite attempting to shift himself in his seat and get more comfortable with his current position, he just couldn't.

When possessing her, Aaron hadn't really checked the appearance of whoever he was possessing, the only thing he really knew about his current host was that she was wearing a purple shirt, and that she had very dark blond hair.

But now? Now he was being to come to terms with the body he now resided, choosing too stay inside of it in order to help the police when they arrived, not wanting this lady to just drive away after depossessing her.

And yet the change wasn't normal, it wasn't anywhere close to normal, the sensations he felt from this body were so... distracting, it was disturbing.

Pushing the really weird changes away for now, Aaron just glanced up towards the rearview mirror hanging to his right, noting instantly just how pretty the lady he'd possessed was.

She looked to be in her early thirties based on Aaron's appraisal, with incredibly dark blond hair parting above, and making a small curl around her forehead, leaving her face exposed.

A small gasp escaped Aaron as he looked at her face, finding that her eyes looked slightly red and puffy from what he could see, which was further colored by a red mark on her right cheek, Aaron using the lady's dark brown eyes to scan every strange bit of her appearance.

Was she... smacked by someone?

Aaron again chose to ignore that problem, perking up at the sound of police sirens wailing in the distance, the sound coming closer and closer.

The sirens finally reached the front of the bank next to him, Aaron seeing the shining red and blue lights at the front of the bank, Aaron breathing a sigh of relief, settling himself in for what was to come.

However, soon enough the sound of something cracking completely overshadowed the sound of police sirens for a moment, Aaron jolted upwards at the sound of it, feeling how his new body moved in strange ways as he did.

Sure enough, not even a full five seconds later, another crack could be heard, a pit grew in Aaron's stomach as the sound was quickly followed by the skidding of some kind of tire, the sound of it screeching and squealing filling the night air before becoming impossible to hear altogether.

Aaron didn't need to be a genius to understand that something was wrong.

Quickly disregarding any and all safety, Aaron quickly grabbed the steering wheel with both of his manicured hands, moving the still powered car over and around the building, parking it in the closest parking spot possible before assessing the situation.

What he saw was quite disgusting.

Aaron had seen quite a lot of brutal things over the years, whether it be during his first year on the football team where Marcus Brown accidentally broke his hip during practice, or when he'd accidentally stumbled upon a group of girls literally beating another girl bloody behind the school building, with only the sight of them sending the cowards scrambling like rats.

But he'd never seen someone die before, he'd been lucky enough to never see someone he loved or cared about die, nor did he ever have to see someone he was related to pass away while he was alive.

So when he turned his towards the building, finding the sight of one security guard clutching his knee with a gauze wrapped around his neck, with the other guard from earlier wrapping his leg up, along with a police officer lying dead on the ground, a bullet hole piercing straight through his eye...

Aaron covered his mouth, but that didn't stop the vile that was growing in his throat, quickly he turned his head towards the still open car window and threw up whatever this woman had eaten for dinner.

It took him minutes to reorient himself, but Aaron couldn't help but feel like hours had passed by instead, leaning his arm against the window, breathing heavily as he used his hand to wipe a small amount of saliva from his mouth.

But before he could even muster up the courage to look back over at the scene of mayhem, before he could even bring himself back up into a position that didn't squeeze the... boobs on his chest against the car door, a pair of footsteps drew Aaron's attention slightly upward, eyes landing on a policeman standing in front of the car door, giving a slight glance down at the puddle in order not to step in it.

"Hello miss." The man said, though he tried to keep a straight voice Aaron could hear the sound of somberness in his tone. "Can I... help you in anyway?"

Aaron sat silent for a moment, still not used to be referred to as a 'miss' or a 'ma'am', but he mentally moved himself back on track.

"Yes, I'm fine. Are you?"

The officer winced. "N-not really, no."

Based off his young age, Aaron guessed that this guy couldn't have been much older then he was, probably in his very early twenties at least, he also gave off a 'rookie officer' kinds vibe with how bad he was at comforting the 'woman' in front of him.

Before long more and more people arrived on the scene as I sat idly by, trying my hardest to both not think of what I'd seen, and trying not to alert the suspicion of the officer who was leaning up against a nearby car, keeping an eye on me for my well being, supposed anyway.

After a while, another police officer approached both me and the male officer, who'd gone silent after are first initial conversation.

The approaching cop was female, with the standard uniform adorning her body as well as her long blond hair hanging free, lacking a cap or helmet that almost all the other cops wore.

"Matthew!" The girl called out, despite the grim situation she looked oddly calm, happy even. "I heard you'd been sent out! How ya doin'?"

The male officer, Matthew apparently, just blushed slightly as the girl proceeded to glomp him in a strangling bear hug, with Matthew quickly wriggling free and pushing her away.

"Erica!" He chastised, the shy, almost comically reserved officer coming off as commanding in tone. "You can't do that here! Have you seen the situation at all?"

"Mmm..." She murmured, turning around and giving a brief pause as she stared at the dead cop being wheeled into an ambulance. "Now I have, yeah." A casual, chipper smile painted itself onto her face.

The two of them continued on with their quarrel, with Aaron staring with wide, dumbfound eyes.

The hell is wrong with this girl!?

He also couldn't help but notice how the girl, Erica, kept sending very unsubtle glares over Matthew's shoulder, her cheery eyes turning colder then ice anytime she looked Aaron's way, though he couldn't for the life of himself understand why.

Thankfully for Aaron's borrowed ears the two officers stopped arguing all together, with Matthew turning his attention towards Aaron.

"Miss." He said, confidence replacing complacency. "May I ask why you're here?"

"Oh, yes..." Aaron nodded, pulling the still connected phone up, displaying it in front of his and above his chest. "See, I saw the whole thing go down when I was driving into the back."

"Alright, t-that makes sense." Matthew nodded, averting his eyes for a moment as he tried to stare Aaron in the face. "T-then can you please accompany me and my... partner to the police station?"

What does Aaron do?